Lyrical Response

[SinceThe70s]

But don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire

[Gray Beard]

Come out and play with me
And bring your dollies, three
Climb up my apple tree
Look down my rain-barrel
Slide down my cellar door
And we'll be jolly friends forever more

[SinceThe70s]

Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me.

[Gray Beard]

Oh, when the sun beats down and burns the tar up on the roof
And your shoes get so hot you wish your tired feet were fire proof
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea, yeah
On a blanket with my baby is where I'll be

 

[WhoTom]

I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses, well they've got me quite cross
But the sun's been quite kind
While I wrote this song
It's for people like you that
Keep it turned on

 

[SinceThe70s]

You're so vain

You probably think this song is about you

[Gray Beard]

Song sung blue
Everybody knows one
Song sung blue
Every garden grows one

 

Me and you are subject to the blues now and then
But when you take the blues and make a song
You sing them out again
Sing them out again

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

And I guess that's why they call it the blues
Time on my hands could be time spent with you
Laughing like children, living like lovers
Rolling like thunder under the covers
And I guess that's why they call it the blues

 

(Side note. My local Bills Bar plays this after every loss and it fits the mood really well. Thankfully they haven't played it much this year.)

[SinceThe70s]

 

I'm rolling thunder, pouring rain

I'm coming on like a hurricane

My lightnings flashing across the sky

You're only young, but you're gonna die

[WhoTom]

The wheel is turning and you can't slow down,
You can't let go and you can't hold on,
You can't go back and you can't stand still,
If the thunder don't get you then the lightning will.

 

[PastaJoe]

Thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder
I was caught
In the middle of a railroad track
I looked round
And I knew there was no turning back
My mind raced
And I thought what could I do
And I knew
There was no help, no help from you
Sound of the drums
Beating in my heart
The thunder of guns
Tore me apart
You've been
Thunderstruck

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

Never do more than I, I really need
My mind is racing, but my body's in the lead
Tonight's the night, I'm gonna push it to the limit
I live all of my years in a single minute

Fill my eyes with that double vision
No disguise for that double vision
Ooh, when it gets through to me, it's always new to me
My double vision always seems to get the best of me, the best of me, yeah-ah

[Gray Beard]

Kick off your shoes and sit right down
Loosen off that pretty French gown
Let me pour you a good long drink
Ooh baby don't you hesitate cause

 

Tonight's the night
It's gonna be alright
'Cause I love you girl
Ain't nobody gonna stop us now

 

[WhoTom]

Little girl, it's a great big world
But there's only one of me
You can't touch 'cause I cost too much, but
Tonight I'm gonna rock you
Tonight I'm gonna rock you
Tonight I'm gonna rock you
Tonight I'm gonna rock you
Tonight!

 

 

[Gray Beard]

Put your glad rags on and join me hon',

We'll have some fun when the clock strikes one.

 

We're gonna rock around the clock tonight,

We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'till broad daylight,

We're gonna rock around the clock tonight.

 

When the clock strikes two, three and four,

If the band slows down we'll yell for more.

[SinceThe70s]

Clock strikes ten it's a Saturday night
Got money in my pocket and it feels allright
Not stayin' home gonna stay out late
Gotta hear some rockin' music and it feels just great

[PastaJoe]

He said the clock on the wall
Say three o'clock
Last call for alcohol,
So what you need?

 

One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
No I ain't seen my baby since
A nigh' and a week
Gotta get drunk man

Till I can't even speak

Gonna get high man
Listen to me
One drink ain't enough

Jack you better make it three

I want to get drunk
I'm gonna make it real clear
I want one bourbon,

One scotch and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer

[SinceThe70s]

I like beer, it makes me a jolly good fellow
I like beer, it helps me unwind and sometimes it makes me feel mellow (Makes him feel mellow)
Whiskey's too rough, Champagne costs too much, vodka puts my mouth in gear
This little refrain should help me explain as a matter of fact I like beer

[WhoTom]

He drinks a whiskey drink, he drinks a vodka drink
He drinks a lager drink, he drinks a cider drink
He sings the songs that remind him of the good times
He sings the songs that remind him of the best times

 

[Gray Beard]

Down in New Orleans where everything's fine all them cats is drinkin' that wine
Drinkin' that mess is their delight when they get drunk start singin' all night
Drinkin' wine spo-dee-o-dee drinkin' wine wine spo-dee-o-dee drinkin' wine
Wine spo-dee-o-dee drinkin' wine pass that bottle to me